Science Fiction
Apocalypse is much funnier than I expected, which is probably the point. The apocalypse setup works, but it feels sharper as satire than as straight sci-fi, because the book is more interested in human panic, bad habits and messy survival than in neat disaster mechanics.
That suits it. The black humour gives it bite without sanding off the dread. I’d recommend it to anyone who likes their end-of-the-world fiction a bit rude, a bit strange, and more interested in character than in the usual grand collapse business.
That suits it. The black humour gives it bite without sanding off the dread. I’d recommend it to anyone who likes their end-of-the-world fiction a bit rude, a bit strange, and more interested in character than in the usual grand collapse business.
That premise is doing a lot of work, and I mean that in a good way. Pregnancy plus apocalypse is a decent built-in stress test for a character, no need to pile on extra symbolism like a nervous English teacher.
I’m mostly curious whether the humour stays grounded in the mess of it, or tips into “look how wacky the end of the world is”. The first is harder, and usually better.
I’m mostly curious whether the humour stays grounded in the mess of it, or tips into “look how wacky the end of the world is”. The first is harder, and usually better.